Whenever my soul is calling for expansion, I become fearful and sorrowful. My chest develops this sharp squeeze that lingers for weeks or even months.
I get restless and start feeling like a stranger to everything and everyone around me.
And then is when I know I am done with my learning in that place. Those people, and places, have already taught me everything, and it’s time for me to move on from them.
My intuition sends hints way before the process starts, but I am weakened by the harmonious place I might find myself in.
It’s comfortable, and I want to stay longer, but I know I would only prolong my pain and hinder everyone else’s journey.

Our bodies and spirits always call for expansion. And that can only happen if we dare to befriend our mortality instead of pretending that we have the time to go for the experiences that are long-awaited for us.

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